Until

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yellow

She was just a bird.

Hollow boned, blood dripping.

Cold wings spread and ready to fly.

Nothing and no one stopping her.

She was just a bird.

Light like a feather.

Black eyed souls.

And clawed talons at the ready.

She was just a bird.

Building a twig wall around her heart.

Just to be knocked down by the ever brewing storm.

Her nest was gone.

She was just a bird.

A big mind caged and locked away.

A wingspan of a trillion oceans.

Broken to be no more than a key.

She was just a bird.

Her wings bent backward.

The feathers soaked in saltwater and blood.

And her beak held open to throw worms down her throat.

She was just a bird.

No more than a rodent with wings.

No less then an owl ripping the head of her prey.

She was just a bird.

Until.

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